Date: Tue, 26 Apr 2005 11:09:23 -0700 (PDT)
From: Lloyd M
Subject: My Son Is in Love
This story is about sex between a son and his father. If it offends you,
then go away... now... wait... you clicked the link, why are you here.
Anyway... hope it turns you on.
My name is Jeff Harson. I'm 36 years old. I am the father of a wonderful
young boy. His name is Zander.
When Zander was 5, I came out to his mom. Kinda hard to tell your wife
you likes guys. She freaked. Hell, woman didn't even like giving me a
blow job. She walked out on Zander and me. I opted to not date any guys
until Zander was 13. I just focused on my son.I owed him that much. He is
16 years old now. And let me tell you, kiddo is quite a knockout. He
stands at 5'10. Red hair and baby blue eyes. He swims and his body shows
it. He's quite beautiful and has all the girls wanting him. He's a smart
kid. He knows I compete in International Leather Man contests and doesn't
mind. He's even met some of the guys I've dated.
He likes to wear leather jackets, and even has a leather spiked collar
that he bought from the mall. Damn, he is so hot when he wears that
collar. I have to tell all my buddies to back off of him when they come
over.
It's funny to Zander and me, how many men want him. Sometimes, I'll
admit, I am one of them.
I came home one day early from work. I was so fucking tired. I walked up
to my room, that's when I heard it. Moaning. From my son's room. That kid
is a chronic masturbator. He jacks off at least 5 or 6 times a day. I
walked past his room, his legs were high in the air, and he was naked,
except for his collar and a leather jacket... my leather jacket. He was
licking the sleeve and writhing as he stroked his cock, a big one at
that, and felt on his smooth and hairless ass.
"Yeah daddy... I've been so good, Fuck me!" He whimpered.
Did I just hear right. Is my son jacking off, thinking of me?
"Dad, it hurts a little, no, no, no, don't pull out, I can take it, a
want it..."
He stroked harder. My cock was rock hard in my jeans.
"Daddy... oh daddy... daddy.... I... I... I love you dad, more than
anyone...."
My son is in love with me?
"Train me, I wanna make you happy... daddy, use me, as hard as ahhh ahh
ahhh"
He exploded all over himself. I moved to the other side of the door, I
didn't want him to see me. I heard him breathe heavily.
What I heard next nearly broke my heart.
"Like that would ever happen. He'd never want me... I'm just a little
kid... he has so many hotter guys.... why do I feel this way Mic."
Mic was his teddy bear, he's had it since he was 3.
Poor kid must've felt he had no one to talk too.
"FUCK!"
Damn, that word was sexy coming from him.
"I came on his jacket, fuck! He's gonna kill me"
Kill him? I wanna eat my jacket now.
I went to my room to think about what I had just learned.
My son is in love with me, meaning my son is into guys, he wants to be my
'boy'. Damn... this was all a little much to digest.
My son walked in holding my jacket, he had wiped it off.
"Dad... I... um... borrowed your jacket... sorry, but you weren't home
and I...."
"Son, we need to talk."
The jacket didn't matter. I could feel my son's sadness, the sight of me
was breaking his heart. He sat down on the bed.
"I'm sorry daddy."
"That's not what I want to talk about, it's not an issue.... but there is
something bigger going on. That we need to talk about."
He looked at me, not knowing what to say.
"Is there something you want to tell me...?" I asked him.
He looked away.
"Son, I just heard everything you were doing... do you really feel that
way?"
"Daddy... I... you heard me! What did you hear?"
"A lot son. It was flattering, but I am worried."
"You think there's somethings wrong with me, because I... I... because I
want to be with you."
"no, son... I'm worried about how sad you are because of it."
I walked over to him and held him in my arms. He relaxed and leaned into
my chest.
"You weren't supposed to know, dad."
"But I know now, son. I know what you want. How you feel."
"I love you dad, I--I'm in love with you. You're amazing and loving,
everything a man should be. I always wanted to say that."
I kissed my son full on the lips, lifting him up into our kiss, he got
hard again, as did I. His hands ran over my back. I undressed him, except
for that collar of his, I attached a leash to it.
"You're mine now, Zander."
He blushed and smiled, we kissed more. I placed him gently on the bed. I
undressed.
"Sir, you are so hot."
I looked at him. His cock leaking precum, a lot of it. I love a wet cock.
"Zander, just call me daddy, you dont have to call me sir or master or
anything. Okay son?"
"Yes daddy."
He got on his hands and knees and took my cock into his mouth. All the
way to the root, eleven inches vanished into my son's mouth. I was turned
on and curious.
"Son, how can you do that?"
He looked up at me and stopped sucking.
"Practice, I would suck on cucumbers and stuff to help get rid of my gag
reflex. So, you can fuck my face as long and hard as you want daddy."
I took him on his word and pounded his face. He jerked his cock wildly, I
thought he was gonna tear it off.Here I was moaning like a madman.
Fucking my son's face. This beautiful teen was letting me have him in any
way I wanted him. I lay him on his back and raised his legs. I licked his
ass crack, It was sweet, pink, hairless. It was mine. I darted my tongue
in and out of him, he yelled and whimpered, telling me that he loved me
and that he was mine. He bucked his hips as I ate his tiny hole. he
opened a little, getting relaxed. I knew it was time. To bring an end to
my son's virginity. I took my cock and looked him his eyes.
"Son... are you ready?"
He nodded.
"yeah daddy..."
"I slid in slowly, to my surprise, his body just let me in."
I wasn't going to fuck him hard, not at first. I wanted him to feel every
inch of me glide inside of him. I wanted to feel his body. I made love to
my son, with his legs on my shoulders, I pumped in and out of his virgin
hole. he bucked his hips upward to meet my cock. He was humping me
faster. he was loving it. My boy wanted it rough.
I slammed into him, pounding into his core. he moaned.
"Yes daddy, fuck me, fuck my hole, do me harder!"
"Yeah, baby-boy."
I pounded that magnificent hole for hours, Fucking him wildly, I fucked
him on all fours, bent over my desk, him riding my cock. That was my
favorite, watching his young body ride me, he milked my cock ashe rode
me. My son was a natural.
He came on my chest as he rode my cock. He looked at me as he scooped it
up and ate his cum, he shared it with me.
"I'll keep going daddy, I want to make you cum."
I laid him flat on his stomach and drilled his hole, he whimpered the
whole time I fucked him.
"Daddy... daddy...daaaa...ahhhh"
I could tell from his moans and his tightening that he was cumming again,
that thought put me over the top, and I breeded my son, Filling him with
my load. He was seeing stars. He moaned a little more. We were sweaty,
our man scent filled the room, it was like being on a high.
"I love you Zander. My darling boy."
"Daddy.... am I your boyfriend now?"
"Son... you're everything."
We fell asleep.
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